Village Head's Debauchery

Upon hearing Emperor Lazul's words, the leaders and gods' chosens of the Sleeping Fox Runaway City gritted their teeth in anger, their fists clenched in resentment. However, they didn't dare utter a word.

Orion nodded. His mask hid his expression, making it seem like he had just settled a trivial matter before shifting his attention toward Queen Eleanora.

Queen Eleanora's expression was devoid of emotion as she looked at the mask's crystal-covered eye area. She had worked so hard to obtain the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City.

Yet, suddenly, she had to give it away and surrender her authority as though it were insignificant.

If it were a grade 2 Runaway City, she wouldn't have had any issues begrudgingly handing over her position, as the law dictates that only the strong may survive and do as they wish. However, the individuals before them were unknown and incredibly mysterious, making the difficulty of doing so several times greater.

"Have you made your decision, Queen Eleanora?" Orion asked, his eyes fixed on the woman before him.

Queen Eleanora's fists loosened as her shoulders slumped heavily in defeat. "Yes," she said, bowing towards them. Each second felt like an excruciating eternity as she added, "I, Queen Eleanora of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City, at this moment relinquish my authority and surrender my position to Paradise." Her words were heavier than Emperor Lazul's, laced with an unmistakable tone of resentment and submission.

Witnessing this scene from behind, Seraphina couldn't help but reminisce about how Orion had taken control of the Prismerion Kingdom and all its major clans. Seeing him stand before thousands of gods' chosens, none of whom could match his strength or that of the other Key leaders, she silently vowed to work harder to develop more innovations to increase his strength.

She wanted to ensure that even if they encountered stronger opponents in the future, they would have enough power to subdue them easily.

At this moment, Azarok lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought, as though nothing significant was happening around him. The rest of the 1st Unit of the Vanguard group felt the same, deeply embarrassed and wishing they could dig holes into the ground to bury themselves.

They regretted not joining those who had abandoned the mission initially, as it seemed far better than their current humiliating situation in front of everyone.

Orion nodded, a smile lighting up underneath his mask. "Since the issue has been resolved, you can order all your forces to return to the Runaway Cities. In the meantime, why don't you two join us to ease the tension and discuss matters further?" he suggested, turning toward Stronghold Leader Zogar and gesturing for him to lower the walls.

Stronghold Leader Zogar understood and willed the walls back into the earth.

Almost instantly, the ground began to vibrate again. The three walls set at the cardinal directions, which had enclosed them from the outside world and the encroaching Vylkr vines, casting enormous shadows upon them and making it seem like night, began to collapse back into the earth.

Gradually, the shimmering sun rays shone upon them again, and they regained their sight, able to see further into the distance without any obstruction.

The gods' chosens all sighed in relief. They didn't know if the mysterious individuals had created the walls to crush them into submission if they disagreed with their terms or to protect them from the encroaching Vylkr vines. However, one thing was clear: they were all relieved and less tense with the walls' disappearance.

"What's that?" a god's chosen suddenly asked, his eyes widening in astonishment at the scene that had emerged behind the enormous walls.

"The Vylkr vines are all dead!" another god's chosen exclaimed, his gaze wide with surprise.

All they could see were dead Vylkr vines, crushed and flattened to the earth by heavy boulders scattered into the far distance as though thrown like projectiles.

They realized this was the cause of the resounding sounds they had continuously heard.

They weren't startled by the destruction of the Vylkr vines, as they could handle them swiftly. Instead, they were in disbelief at how they had been rendered, especially those in front of the mysterious humans.

After all, they had witnessed him conjure the enormous earthen walls and remain in his position without moving or casting any other techniques, so they couldn't fathom how such a thing had becpossible.

Was it even a technique or a profound art they had never heard of before?

Even if it were, they had never heard or witnessed any technique or art that could enable one to create such a disastrous scale of attack without even a surge of energy they could neither sense nor see.

It was outrageous! How were they supposed to deal with such opponents?

Suddenly, a wave of fear gripped the hearts of the leaders and the gods' chosens present.

"Con, I don't have all day to wait," Orion exclaimed, stepping towards the shade and settling into one of the chairs.

Stronghold Leader Zogar, Seth, Fifi, and the other Vylkr warriors stood protectively behind him.

Emperor Lakul and Queen Eleanora exchanged glances, subtly nodding at each other before instructing their forces to return to their respective Runaway Cities. They then stepped forward with their leaders and gods' chosens in tow.

Although each side was wary of the other and hesitant to provoke tension further, they understood the importance of establishing a positive relationship with the mysterious individuals before them. They were wise enough to maintain their alliances, preparing for any potential threats they might encounter and being ready to retreat from this territory if needed swiftly.

In essence, it beca race to discern the mysterious individuals' vulnerabilities and exploit them entirely, either to capture or allow them to escape.

Emperor Lakul and Queen Eleanora settled into their seats, gazes briefly flickering towards the massive crater.

"Before we begin, I have a few questions for you, Queen Eleanora," Orion said, his eyes focused on the woman with long, flowing red hair, dressed in a regal red dress and adorned with a golden tiara.